I’ve put online the (anonymised) feedback received over the years for my criticism of Scientology, but missing out almost all the positive stuff and going straight for the hate-mail. “Go overdose on prozac you psychiatrist-loving asshole!” writes one wag. Another asks why the scientologists are so upset about web sites when they allegedly have gained control over matter, energy space and time.
The Harlequin Romance Report hits us with the startling revelation that ‘more than 55% of men and 47% of women in the U.S. have sent a sexually explicit email, text or instant message to someone’ which is in Pope-still-Catholic territory …
Other smile raising / vomit inducing parts of the report include the New Romantic Man, deconstructing common relationship woes, staging a romantic intervention, test your inner romantic and Building the mold (sic) for everlasting love.
Dr. P perhaps we should revive the anti-Valentine’s Day, assertion of single-dom social get-togther?
… and answer such questions as, are five senses enough, what do I do with my dangly bits and what is life. Anyone else had a go at Second Life? I found it OK, but I couldn’t really see myself spending much time in there.
From the goons at SomethingAwful, a film that shows you what really goes on in Second Life. Warning: contains explicit sex, if in your mind a pixellated 3D-graphic animal gyrating against a blocky 3D-graphic stick human is “sex”, which to some people, as this film will show you, it is.
Amazon.com reviews are often the outlet for some amazing humourous writing. The master of this is Mister Quickly, a Canadian whose reviews include hilarious digressions about his supposedly eccentric lifestyle. Well, could you hold a perfume cube in your armpit while loading asbestos crates into a catapult?
